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oh fuck i forgot to promo here. HI! i remade my widow, she's over here! @infrad @infrad @infrad

#times new bastard / ooc .

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HELLO?

#wow im comin back #not on here but im remaking my wid.owmaker #i still love sombr.a with my etnire pussy but the horror calls 2 me

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@empathetc made a much nicer post about this but tldr heyyyy been insanely busy with work, life, and more work but i was not lying when i said i would not give sombra up DJSJSJS. might make a super low activity multi alongside my gf because we miss writing and talk about our characters daily to this day - if we do ill bring back my amelie from years ago alongside some new characters. so yea ✌️ watch out for that maybe

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empathetc​:

Por què?

#thats all

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gringa @empathetc

#Sorry for the notification everybdoy

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#SDFJNNVGH SORRY I'M #HEY 😏 #I WASNT BLUFFING WHEN I SAID ILL BE BACK ON HERE #danielas to hold me off so i dont wear myself out on sombra #but when more shit comes out you have not seen the last of me #i might even write a little today because seeing her set off my brain cell #times new bastard / ooc . #tbd

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                            god help any who disrespect the queen .

#MIRA AL CIELO / promotion . #okay i prommy i'll be back but in the meantime look at berry <3

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BLACK CAT

#tbt. #long post #i LOVE you!!!

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“ we can sneak by them, even though i know that’s not your style. ”

the last of us ask meme !

❝ you shittin’ me? y’know i was in the covert ops division for years, ❞ he’s looking at the other, with an are you serious kind of expression. ❝ ‘course sneakin’ ‘round them is part o’ my style. ❞

sure, he’s one to rather go down in a hail of bullets, but he still knew when to be quiet. right?

wrong.

no more than five minutes later, and they’re already getting shot at.

#jesse i love you king FDHDHDHD #loud ass man ♥ #sombra hates how loud his steps are but i respect him completely #saved.

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obligatory follow up because i didnt think anybody would see this

tbd but minecraft am i right

#please look at how cute the ashe dog is in comparison to the sombra one #TIMES NEW BASTARD / ooc . #tbd

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throwing a quick promo down too since i’m more established now -  hi! my name is andy and if you’re interested in writing with a futuristic cyberpunk-esque hacker named sombra from the game overwatch then i’m your dude :]  

#MIRA AL CIELO / promotion . #overwatch rp #video game rp #indie rp #scifi rp

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JUNKENSTEIN  /  la muerte me pela los dientes .

long ago in a small village just south of aldersbrunn lived a woman who went by the name of olivia colomar. she traveled from lands far away in search of resources and connections, solely interested in furthering her scientific ventures. olivia found herself interested in what made everyday contraptions and tools work from a young age. as an orphaned child, she occupied herself by taking things apart and putting them back together. as a lonely teenager, she occupied herself by creating her own gadgets. now as an adult, she dedicated herself to greater creations  -  along the way she found herself interested in the power of lightning and its potential for propelling humanity to a golden new age. 

unfortunately, she was born in a time where science was shunned for the sake of religion and women were meant for little more than caring for families. olivia learned in her teenage years that she had to hide her work from the public. it was simple enough to keep it a secret seeing as she was brought up shrouded in secrecy. the problems began when her work started to require more resources  -  she burned through various metals, alloys,  leather,  and ink far too quickly. these materials were hard enough to come by without bountiful riches. they were even harder to come by when she was presenting as a woman. she took it upon herself to dress more masculine when in the markets, concealing her most notable features with wigs and baggy clothing.  

in her newest town, olivia kept to herself in the house farthest from the others. rumors began to circulate about the newcomer, especially as more and more of the townsfolk were granted glimpses of her work in the midst of traveling to and from the market. whispers of witchcraft circulated, further exaggerated by the tales of a truer witch in the nearby adlersbrunn. with each month the whispers just grew louder with nothing to stop them once the seed was planted. knights and authority were alerted and she was watched closely. every wrong move added to her list of ��crimes” until the day came where she was taken and questioned on her activities. well aware that there was nothing she could do but accept her fate, olivia left them with a final message: if she could come back to life, she would haunt each and every one of them.

… her eternal slumber was evidently not so eternal. despite every bit of logic dictating that she was not to open her eyes ever again,  olivia was awoken with a jolt. blinking away the crust of sleep and… well... death, she met her reflection in a set of emerald lenses. the man was far too loud with a foreign accent, pitchy laughter guiding his introduction to her as doctor jamison junkenstein. he had created her, brought her back to life and she was to be the bride of his first revival; an unnamed man that simply grunted in… irritation, perhaps? olivia argued against this - she did not choose to be revived in the first place and she would not be marrying any man. the doctor did not care for her protests. he simply rattled on about his plans, jumping from topic to topic. amongst his ramblings she heard that he would name her “shadow”, a nickname that she decided she would later use as her new alias once she escaped from his castle. 

to keep this from getting any longer, i’ll summarize what’s next. “shadow”, translated into sombra by her own accord, escapes from her chains when junkenstein leaves. she takes with her a big sack of his equipment. she travels through the lands and from here on out it’s thread dependent but her default is that she finds the countess’ castle and convinces her to allow her to stay.

some notes on her appearance since this is set in the ~1800s so there would be no cybernetics, dyed hair, etc.

as a nod towards her dyed hair and eyebrow slits, sombra has poliosis. this gives her a natural streak of white hair towards the front of her scalp along with a bit on her left eyebrow. it also fits with her in-game skin/the bride of frankenstein's hair since shes got the white locks on the side!

her eyes are her natural color of very dark brown. they have a purplish tinge after death because monster logic LOL

her eccentric/"punk" fashion is translated into a more gothic fashion sense and how she dresses more masculinely frequently pre-death. i dont want to break immersion and i dont think she would dress to stick out because it would only hold her back and this woman is an Opportunist.

she primarily goes by olivia in this verse. sombra is an alias given to her by junkenstein and its only used after her death!

#LA MUERTE ME PELA LOS DIENTES / v: junkenstein . #AYE THIS WAS LONGER ON THE DASH THAN I THOUGHT HOLD ON #long post

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[ prompted ]    ⇢   @soldierwatch​  .

❛  shoot .   [ non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse .  //  as a warning ;0c

whispers of wind whipping through bushes  and buildings were the only sounds to bleed through the quiet of the night.  it was as if the streets of mexico were frozen solid,  darkened streets desolate and unlike what sombra was used to growing up.  just a few blocks over there was groups of people coming from bars and clubs and los muertos packs littered the alleyways like guard dogs.  they had chosen this location for this very reason  -  lack of foot traffic and lack of security made this the perfect entrance for her team.  after all,  she was the one who suggested they set up here.

a pop of static,  congested feedback,  then a gruff voice beginning his headcount on the group via headset.  reaper began with the petty goons they brought along as cannon fodder,  then came the voice of their reliable assassin,  and finally it was the hacker’s turn for roll call.  her response was an exaggerated yaaawwwnn which was met with a grunt.  

claws swept through the air,  leaving behind a set of holograms in their wake.  the other talon members communicated amongst themselves as she began to set up in her spot across the bank.  security footage,  lines upon lines of code,  and radars made up the bulk of what was set out in front of her.  everything sombra needed to take control of the situation at hand.  she began by dimming the lights in the lobby.  then,  she heard a set of heavy steps behind her.

sombra rose to her feet without a second thought.  there shouldn’t be anybody here,  not unless they wanted to stargaze atop of a convenience store.  she turned quickly only to be met with a man and his rifle.  though she could not see his face past the mask,  she was well aware of who he was.  what she was not aware of was why he was here in dorado.  hands raised slowly above her head in a show of false surrender  /  an attempt to buy herself time before she made a move.

“   …  funny seeing you here.   “   sombra said as if there was no gun pointed to her gut just a few yards away.   she shifted her stance,  slowly and carefully bringing her translocator closer as a potential escape.   “   is there something you need or are you just here for the view -   “

clearly,  he had no time to humor her nor did he care for who would hear the shot of his gun.  static,  this time overwhelming more than just her ears,  rolled throughout sombra’s entire body.  sharp burning pain concentrated just below her ribs where the shot hit dead on.  she doubled over,  a pained groan escaping her before she could think to hold it back.  knees hit the concrete with a dull thud and jack said something.  something about a warning shot.  she could not clearly hear,  not did she care given the circumstances.  one arm cradled her wound as the other clawed at the ground for her teleporter.

“   sorry to   -   mhhh   -   cut this meeting short,  but i’m not sticking around for another bullet!  “   there was bite to her words this time,  unlike the casual cadence she preferred to carry in even the most serious of situations.   sombra grit her teeth before reeling her free arm back and chucking the translocator far off of the roof.   “   by the way,  morrison,  next time you’re gonna shoot someone?  try the actual mercenaries.   “

#soldierwatch #HIII this ended up being a bit long because i was setting up the scene! nothing weird under the cut just cutting it so people dont have to #scroll thru this SDHKHJD #i didnt wanna take control of jack too much so i kept his end pretty vague #i imagine hes going in to stop talon or something and sombra was on the way and clearly a part of their shit so he went *gun* #¿ BUSCÁNDOME ? / questions . #INICIANDO EL HACKEO / ic . #SI CON FUEGO TÚ QUIERES JUGAR ... / v: main .

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INCOMING EMAIL ;; @mzcal​ // ASK MEME  ( sms ) : you know you can tell me anything, right?

     A friend in need is a friend indeed – and this was proving to be true in the case of Emily Fox and Olivia Colomar. They had met about a year ago during a scheduled interview that proved to be a lot more eventful than the photojournalist had bargained for. However, the year had quickly taken a downward spiral as Lena had been stationed far away from their cozy home in King’s Row. As weeks turned into months, the loneliness and fear had started to eat away at the ever growing desperate mind of an anxious woman. Phone calls felt too short and video calls too far in-between, nothing added any warmth into that tiny flat except the company she found in Olivia. 

        What started as perhaps a weekly tea session had turned into an average lunch for the two, an unconventional friendship forged from a common love of information and politics. One day the conversations began to shift to be more critical of Overwatch, and it began the horrific spiral of many events that would transpire afterwards. 

         After Lena’s return Emily was not as receptive or warm as she had once been, time and the company she kept had jaded her to some extent. While the two tried to work things out, the fights were more frequent and the disagreements had reached stalemates. While Emily tried not to be selfish, she found herself growing more and more unhappy with their arrangement. Lena got to run off to be the hero and come back with so many broken pieces, and every time Emily would painstakingly glue them back together. Before she ever even finished, Lena was often off to break off another piece of her hard work. The woman was in a never ending cycle of repair, and all for what? An organization that had trouble brewing, the information she was being fed by Olivia only fueled her critical nature. 

           The time of being a fixer was ending, and the woman Tracer had returned home to was no longer the woman she once knew. One too many health scares, one too many lonely nights — one too many fiendish friends. 

           It was reaching the apex, and then it finally happened. Like a piece of twine with one too many strands broken, Emily finally snapped.

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#i tried to go on mobile browser to tag this but everything hates me #but anyway OOOHHH throwing my overwatch verse tag in here for ~ Context ~ because it takes place in that #mmm this is so tasty i love how you wrote out that final straw for Emily and how she's finally done with everything she's dealt with #and we've talked about it being more directly sombras fault but in this case it's been nudges at most and more like showing her the real #world #which is fun i think shes totally mentioned her views on tracer but i dont think it was her intention in this au to try to fuck their #relationship up as a whole (THAT'S A TERRIBLE WAY TO END THE LAST TAG) #hmmmmhmmmm it's fun they're actually friends in this instead of sombra completely using her (shes only doing it a little here shh) #not the best friend you could have emmy girl but that sure is basically your bestie huh #anyway i loved this we gotta plot this au more because i can see it going haywire like the runaway one on ashe ooooooohhhhh #OOOOHHH read my gfs writinggggg #saved. #orgullo nos pueden destruir / v: overwatch .

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“I wished I could disappear into some seamless characterization, one devoid of the incriminating taint of my own emotional landscape. (…) I wished I could be post-myself.”

— Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly Bitter and True

#stealing musings from one of my older blogs hmmmhmmm #tbt

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your  muse’s  love  tropes  : gothic  literature  edition .    

italic  for  things  that  sometimes  apply  , bold  for  things  that  always  apply  and  strike  out  what  never  applies   .  do  not  reblog ; copy  and  paste on  a  new  post   .

carmilla    .  giant  featherbeds    .    tightening  a  corset    .   moonlit  walks  . killing  for  love    .   cruelty  for  the  sake  of  love    .   love  is  always  selfish    .  romantic  tragedy    .   love  to  the  brink  of  destruction    . nighttime  rendezvous    . bloody  kisses  on  soft  skin    .    death  was  the  maiden    .    a  very  strange  agony    .  claimed  by  the  supernatural  .   dreaming  about  your  lover    .  sympathy  for  the  devil    .   loving  me  to  death    .    candlesticks  lighting  up  the  palm  of  your  hand  .    a  passion  that  wearies  you    .   killing  the  one  you  love    .    

phantom  of  the  opera    . a  single  red  rose  laid  out  to  be  found  . sensual  voices  singing  them  to  sleep    .   a  familiar  shadow  attending  every  recital   .   love  waits  on  the  rooftop  in  the  night    .   two  soulmates  holding  hands   .    walking  down  long  corridors    .   retrieving  something  lost  . devoting  one’s  craft  to  them    .    making  them  your  muse    .    the  horror  was  for  love    .    painted  faces  on  parade    .   gentle  touches  in  the  dark  .    revealing  your  darkest  secrets    .   beauty  and  the  beast    .  writing  messages  on  the  mirror    .    kindness  conquers  all    .   letting  your  lover  go    .  love  never  dies    .  

jane  eyre    .    loving  the  escape    .   an  impassioned  affair    . being  consumed  by  love    .  meeting  your  soulmate  .   lace  and  silk    .   thirsting  for  the  perfect  romance    .    marrying  for  passion    .   losing  yourself  in  the  face  of  your  lover    .    wedding  veils  and  bouquets  of  pink  roses    .   maddened  by  love    .   finding  warmth  in  the  cold  .  calling  out  for  your  love    . starting  at  the  bottom   .    the  fire  cleanses  all    .   hiding  your  passion    .  your  love  will  destroy  me  /  my  love  will  destroy  you    .

the  picture  of  dorian  gray    .   painting  a  portrait  or  sketching  the  face  of  someone  you  love    .   meeting  in  secret    .  visions  of  your  lover  dying  .    clutching  a  lovers  clothes  to  your  chest    .    love  so  consuming  you  kill  them    .    protecting  their  innocence  at  all  costs   .   betrayal    .  polyamory .    devotion    .  flowers  for  the  one  you  love    .   remembering  the  name  of  your  first  love    . jealousy  when  you  see  them  with  someone  else    . love  so  consuming  you  die  for  it    .   visiting  the  the  place  where  you  saw  them  the  first  time    .    

the  count  of  monte  cristo    .   letters  to  your  lover    . marrying  for  love   .  these  bars  can’t  keep  me  from  you    .   motivated  by  love    .    an  avenging  angel .   scorching  jealousy    .  love  reborn    .    devoted  to  memory  .   it  was  all  for  you    . going  your  separate  ways    .  commit  murder  for  me    .    an  unstoppable  hunger    .   death  comes  for  us  all    . the  strongest  love  eventually  grows  apart    .  

dracula    .   the  holiest  love    .    girls  love  wolves    .    the  blood  of  the  covenant  is  thicker  than  the  water  of  the  womb    .  violence  is  passion    .  red  lips    ,  sharp  teeth  .    love  letters  in  a  diary    .   unrelenting  support    .  getting  lost  in  the  woods    . coming  home  to  you   .   walking  backwards  into  hell    .   vengeance  for  my  love    .    even  death  won’t  stop  me    .   we  can  live  forever .  love  is  an  open  wound   .  too  much  love  to  give   .  bestowing  your  favor    .    a  never-ending  thirst    .    beauty  even  in  death    .    ravenous  desire    .   if  only  death  had  a  heart  to  give    .    a  mercy  killing  .    these  violent  delights  have  violent  ends    .  

frankenstein    .  childhood  friends  to  lovers .   they  were  something  out  of  a  dream    .    arranged  marriages    .  learning  to  love    . was  it  all  really  worth  it    ? our  guilt  can  know  no  bounds    .   vengeance    ,    my  love    .    dismembered  body  parts    .   my  beating  heart  in  your  open  palm    .   your  death  destroys  me    .   adam  and  eve    .    crossing  the  mountains    .   an  antagonist  in  mourning .   paradise  lost    .   the  loss  of  innocence    .    abandoning  your  dream    .    the  tempest  on  the  horizon   .   humans  are  the  real  monsters    .  my  love  is  wiser  than  my  hate    .

tagged  by    :   @drodeorain​ thank you !!

tagging  :   @empathetc  /  @whski  ,  @srentology  ,  @miruyume​  ,  and everyone who sees this :)

#sombra.... girl youre so loaded #*taps the microphone* who wants to hear about her intimacy problems and her trust issues and her #MAKE THE WORLD SING FOR ME / musings .

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WAIT EVERYBODYS ONLINE I HAVE A HEADCANON QUESTION FOR THE DASH !!!  im re-asking this one since nobody was on last time i asked!! 

how does your character feel about children? do they want any? why or why not? regardless of their opinion on kids, are they any good with them? past experiences? etc?

#reply or reblog or make ur own post idc i just like asking the dash and now that theres more people i can tell when more of u are active !! #i actually have a longer hc for this one so my answer for sombra is tldr shes pretty good with kids surprsingly and has a huge soft spot #for them but she doesnt even know that herself #blah blah orphan girl doesnt want to see a kid go thru the shit she did #she does NOT want any kids though good god fuck no #but if she ended up with one then perhaps that child would be the one thing she'll admit to caring about #TIMES NEW BASTARD / ooc .